“Brother, I am old”, he says, old Lying on the floor with no confidence Fighting for the right to be told That everything is well when you’re all alone
Way back way back The time that they said goodbye Lonely lonely Always the same routine Hide them hide them 21 years this bad Burn them burn them Would you forget all that
Sleeper he awakes when he knows When something that is said, it is said for real A heart it never fights when it’s told No matter what was done you are always loved
